Some vacations are for seeing and some are for tasting. I think, if I could choose a word, I would say that this one was for talking.
Talking on the road, talking on the beach, on the couch…after dark. Especially after dark…
….and when you get home, you realize what this vacation meant for you.
So you could smell the air a little deeper. Inspect the garden with greater joy. Taste the tap water, and hug the home faces, and remember the creaks in your floor.
It is a testament to the best of friends when their talking sends you back with new eyes for seeing. And vacations are for renewing, and this time…for coming home.